His Destructive, Toxic Love (Jasper and Eliza)

"Mr. Casper," she said, her face calm but with a hint of respect.

He gave her a bland look. "I've been hearing that your performance has been slipping lately."

Hearing? From whom? Nova?

"I'm not sure what you mean by 'slipping,' Mr. Casper. Can you clarify which part of my work is in question?"

"Ms. Nova mentioned that you've been constantly searching for images online for your designs. Are you planning to plagiarize, or are you just out of ideas?"

Eliza was stunned.

Yes, she had searched online, but only for types and details of flowers.

Was that considered plagiarism? Did Nova not understand what it meant? Did Casper not understand either?

"So, Mr. Casper, you tell me, if not floral materials, what should I use as inspiration for my accessory design that features flowers? I think you know that. Nova doesn't have the adequate experience and skills to really understand what makes a good design, nor what materials are beneficial."

Eliza's words caused Casper's expression to darken. "Are you questioning my judgment and choices? Eliza, who gave you that right?"

True, she had no right. She was just stating facts.

Mr. Casper,

by him. "Come with me to the family estate tonight. Caroline is

Caroline had returned?

Caroline got along fine, she had

"I have plans tonight."

"Cancel them."

to spend my time

"Don't forget, you're still married into the Welton family.

choice but to comply

and took her hand.

hand away, feeling a

his

she replied, cool and

his coat onto the couch and dragged her into

found herself thrown onto the large bed. "Casper,

wanted. She also knew he didn't care about propriety. But

evident in his movements as he unbuttoned his cuffs. "Even if we were

his belt and pinned her beneath him,

whenever he wanted, regardless of time, place, or her